the Men of Clan From My Past

Being the Second-in-Command of the Irish Clan Mafia in Boston meant my life was not my own. It wasn't until I met her, Talia, that I truly wanted to care for another person. But I couldn't be with her. Not as I wanted to, anyway. There weren't any rules against me keeping her safe. So, I put a guard on her to make sure. Only he didn't do his job.When a stroke of luck brings us together again, I vow to protect her in each and every way I can.Kieron was like trying to hold onto a tornado; dangerous and chaotic. A whirlwind that left me breathless. He liked me for me and that was something I've not had a lot of in my life.When he left me that morning without a way to contact him, I moved on to someone else. Someone I thought would keep me safe. I couldn't have been more wrong.I should have known that no one would have kept me safer than my Irish Knight.